I always knew cats were like kids.

SeaCat

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This evening when I got home from work I emptied the Litter Box that Critter, Scrapper, Aqueak and Magellin use. It was placed out of service for more than ten minutes because I rinsed out a part of it.

While this was happening Magellin started acting a bit strange. Finally he culdn't hold it any longer. He rushed out to the Patio where I was working on his litter box and yowled long and loud. Then it happened. He couldn't hold on and dropped a load there on the patio.

When he was done he looked at his mess then at me. He tried to cover it up but he didn't run away. He knew he had done wrong. I cleaned up the mess and finished with the litter box. When I put the litter box back in it's usual place he made a bee line for it. (He held his urine.)

I didn't punish him, it was an accident and I knew it. (That was at 1930.) Just now he went in and used the litter box once again. Now he is curled up on my lap.

Just like a child he had an accident and was seemingly ashamed of it. When the litter box was in place and he could use it he did. Just like a kid.

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SeaCat said:
This evening when I got home from work I emptied the Litter Box that Critter, Scrapper, Aqueak and Magellin use. It was placed out of service for more than ten minutes because I rinsed out a part of it.

While this was happening Magellin started acting a bit strange. Finally he culdn't hold it any longer. He rushed out to the Patio where I was working on his litter box and yowled long and loud. Then it happened. He couldn't hold on and dropped a load there on the patio.

When he was done he looked at his mess then at me. He tried to cover it up but he didn't run away. He knew he had done wrong. I cleaned up the mess and finished with the litter box. When I put the litter box back in it's usual place he made a bee line for it. (He held his urine.)

I didn't punish him, it was an accident and I knew it. (That was at 1930.) Just now he went in and used the litter box once again. Now he is curled up on my lap.

Just like a child he had an accident and was seemingly ashamed of it. When the litter box was in place and he could use it he did. Just like a kid.

Cat
Poor baby. Mine gets all fussy with me if it's not back almost immediately after cleaning it out. I think she waits to go until I am cleaning it.
 
Heh. Our kitty's litterbox has a hood with a "door" as it were, and, as usual this one time, we had the hood off and set aside as we exchanged the old litter for new in the bottom bin portion.

Well, our kitty walks in, makes for the door in the hood, steps through and starts to sniff around the floor. "No!" we asked her, lifting the hood and snatching her up. She waited and we finished in record time so she could have her litter. But it was rather amusing as it all made perfect sense to her. The other side of that door, the interior of that hood, is the litterbox, right?

Ever since then, we try to make sure she's asleep or otherwise occupied before we change the litter :cattail:
 
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One of mine jumped up and straddled the open bucket of cat litter while I was refilling the litter box. :cattail:
 
I wish that nasty red cat we have had a sense of shame about that sort of thing. But she has none; nor are her "accidents" accidents. She does them on purpose.
 
Poor kitty.

We have one cat that does the same thing.

Loudly demands the box be changed, then waits impatiently to be the first to use it.

:cattail:
 
SeaCat said:
Beautiful Cats. The one on the right is striking in it's coloration.

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They're the two babies we found abandoned just after Christmas. Turning into ruddy great lumps, they are!
 
Whatever they do you just can't help laughing though.

Arabella plays fetch with a sponge ball - always waits until I'm in bed before shoving the ball somewhere inconvenient!
 
what beautiful cats!

There's a shaggy black Tuxedo cat named Sylvester, who lives in our neighborhood. He used to belong to this woman who lived at the top of our cul-de-sac and moved when she lost the place. She didn't take Sylvester, and I'm not sure whether she just left him, or he didn't want to leave the neighborhood and stayed gone until she gave up looking for him or waiting for him and moved anyway. I'd always wondered how old he was, and then this last weekend another neighbor of our said he was pushing 20. He's in fabulously good shape if he is.

Sylvester

The blue guy in the next picture is our youngest cat, Il Grigio.

Il Grigio
 
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